faith, , cute,
by James Marshall Goff |
My blessing basket is heavy with heaven's gifts,
Tomatoes the size of my fist, eggplants so cute,
And fresh heirloom beans bursting with pride.
The sun, orange on the horizon, frames a pair of
Snowy Egrets above, wings folded in glide descent,
Angling towards their roost.
A solitary Cricket, at home in the cabbage patch,
seesaws a hypnotic greeting, then hushes
As I pass.
A Monarch Butterfly wisps past my head, enjoying
Nectar from scattered flowers. The scent of herbs,
Blossoms and love settles softly in my heart.
I know life can be hard, but this moment, just
This moment, I'm filled with such Grace from
God I only stand in humble gratitude.
by Paloma P |
dark, destiny, love, passion, poetry,
I love you without surmising 'why',
your passion sets pon dusky distances
betwixt & 'midst quartz glass spaces,
where scented phases astir moon glow
and impassioned fireside involvement
madly erupt above obscure air castles,
beyond a swept away briny rendezvous
of crystallized darkly essential marrow,
like wildflowers penchant for Spring
blooming 'tween summoned fiery March
snowdrifts' lashing bout ignitable flurries
amongst wind's orgasmic undressing,
farthermost indulgent sundown piques
regaling its worth with naught but those
magnificent moments in timely conception,
whence endearment yearns to be evermore
Inspired by Pablo Neruda - - Sonnet Xvii
by Vijay Pandit |
break up, love,
There you're alone
Gazing blue waters
In emerald splendor
A romantic landscape.
Visions of sundown
Peeking through blossoms
Bow down to greet you
And caress in love
Hints of my message.
You look elsewhere
At script on horizon
Setting sun engraves
Upon twilight tender
In vermillion intents,
As it dips beneath
Dreams of hushed river;
And scatters its rays
In marigold spray
On magenta fabric
Too late my love
To turn and face me--
I’m no longer there,
When the sun set
So did your shadow.
February 22, 2020
Placed 3rd: Strand #690 contest by Brian Strand
by Vijay Pandit |
Shadows now quiver
Leafy designs on grass
As sated leaves rustle
On a tall red maple
When fleeting rain’s gone.
Striped in brown
A lone sparrow hops
From branch to branch
In purposeful dance.
Not a cloud is found
In vibrant sky above
As horizon dreams
Visions of sundown.
Sun rays scatter
Through drops of water
On blossoms of flowers
From optical prisms
As warm air breezes
Suddenly a chatter
Lifts up insects
And lands in the nest
Full of young ones,
Feeding beak to beak
Tender bits of love.
April 21, 2020
Placed 2nd: Strand Pick B contest by Brian Strand
by John Gondolf |
love, romantic, sunset,
please meet me as the sun is setting
by the old mill road
we’ll spend an evening not forgetting
sharing heart’s abode
we’ll take a stroll down to the river
by the city park
and cling together as we quiver
feeling chill at dark
then count the stars up in the heavens
lying in the grass
while holding tight as passion leavens
touches that trespass
I long to hear your gentle whisper
softly in my ear
sweet words of love that make heart blister
begging to endear
tonight, my love, let’s meet at sundown
through the park we’ll stroll
together far away from uptown
losing all control
December 13, 2018
by Eve Roper |
While flying over a little new town
A nice friendly place called Hooters I found
It must have been opened for owls like me
For my large eyes to roll at what to see
A big building of large red stone and bricks
Full of big plump young good looking stacked chicks
A favorite hangout after sundown
Judging from all the hoots and other sounds
Tonight this old bird will give it a try
I will hoot the hoot and have some stir-fry
The nice environmentalist love me
Now I don't have to sit in this old tree
by Deb Wilson |
angst, heartbroken, love hurts,
In misted evening I feel him still
wrapping me up from the chill.
Tatters of the past sweep by
and vanish into my mind's eye.
Pulling my skin tight around me-
streaming tears till I can't see.
All those sweet phrases he turned.
When he touched me how I burned.
Now the blackness takes my smile;
puts it on a shelf awhile.
Searing pain is mine to own-
heartache like I've never known.
Laughter and joy eludes me now.
Glory of love escaped somehow
Night time skies drawn up with pain.
Painted landscapes returned to plain.
Crossing bridges into day-
so very alone I lose my way.
Stumble along unwillingly.
Seems solitude's my destiny.
by Annabelle Jane |
The tree caught the moon
In his branches. The passing
Of night makes her leave,
But each sundown brings
Her back round to his arms again;
She always returns.
by Naji Almurisi |
girlfriend, love, romance, romantic, love,
When the wind kisses the green lawn
And the trees dance like pretty fawn
When the love flirts with the hate
And the soul listens to the heart's beat
I saw her before sundown
Her hair between blond and brown
Her name is Kate
I've never seen her of late
Honey please calm down!
Our love still is between verb and noun
And this is love's gate
Which behind it our fate
Let us go to hometown
To begin our first love date
When the love overcomes the hate
by Peter Dome |
creation, feelings, husband, i love you, love, marriage, wife,
Blessed by virtue
Fated to be
Created by the great creator
By life giving hand
The perfect woman
of heart and soul
Only for me.
Heart soul and flesh
Merged into one
Two wanderers through life
Walking hand in hand
Husband and Wife.
I am her
She is me
The reason I live
And hear beats
The air that I breath
The most precious treasure
I want and all I need
My love and life's work
My world and universe
by Neldy Jolo |
beauty, bird, humorous, i love you, identity, international,
It brings happiness.
I am looking at the sundown,
tied in a tree branches.
In the Garama river cruise,
we laugh and joke,
with monkeys in the trees,
and with the fireflies.
The experience with no price,
but has a great value,
We come and go.
We meet and depart.
We listen to different stories.
Stories of bravery.
Tales of cultures.
And the beauty of the language.
The language of tongue.
The language of self.
But I am putting an ink to paper,
will make the story begin.
by Yvette Dignos |
bereavement, death, depression, heartbreak, loneliness, longing, love,
The time when I ran and you chase
You always find me
I cry unto you. Holds me
This time I run to chase you
I will never find you
I cry for you. Can you hold me?
This dimension you left
Eager to hold you again
My tears drips to dry
Im still crying for you. Hold me.
by purbasha roy |
beauty, cute love, dream,
By the water's edge
Paired souls splashed by stream of love
Sneek into shimmering mirroring
Shy hearts skip sprinting beats
With secretive swift glance
Scores of songbirds sit on swaying withies
To sing notes of sunny synchronization
They scribble their similar sentiments
On sussuring spring breeze
In silhouette of swift-falling sundown
Starry skies sailed through sangria skylines
Shadows of of streams melted silken smiles
By the water's edge
Title Chosen-By The Water's Edge
by Mika Herold |
allegory, depression, introspection, life, love, passion, seasons,
The snow falls late this year in May.
When burdened roses break in parts
I hear the hound of sadness bark
against the courage of all men.
All left and all alone I stay
to see the sundown in all hearts.
By foggy twilight feelings dark
and never can be light again.
Through empty abscond is a way.
There hunters chase with bows and darts
to kill a mocking bird - the lark
(for sunrise never comes again).
Footprints of time, called night and day,
will lead me to the nightmares mart:
The road to lonelinesses park
where hope is lost and bare all men.
by Jenish Somadas |
lost love, love,
O love, to love
With my heart, throng with love
When life, sketching shades of sundown
Once more sit side by side my bed
With tears, I'll clean my eyes
And trace echoes,
Honorable Mention in STRAND PICK G,ANY THEME,ANY FORM Poetry Contest sponsored by Brian Strand
by anthony beesley |
the sun rises on my sunflower...beautiful artist of poetry and power
with the eyes of an angel and hair like golden honey
she wakes to a world of fire and fury
her smile radiates and brightens the world...she's more than a woman...
she's a godess of love
while wicked weeds grow...strangled and scorned...
for the lost and the lonely she weeps and she mourns
beauty is born as she's coming to life...my sunflower shines in the darkness of night
sundown comes and my sunflower rests
her day is complete as she fulfills her task...to fill this black heart with love,light and life
my sunflower sleeps...giving sight to the blind
by Neldy Jolo |
adventure, art, baby, beautiful, beauty, birth,
When I miss the sea
I will look the sky
when I want to see
I will close my eyes
I am keepin' my heart open
And the beauty of nature
I will never say die.
I love you art. Let's sail together. Layag Sug!
6 April 2015. 6:57PM.
The sundown in Jessy Point
by Paul Warren |
We have walked together in the Australian desert at sundown
And we saw the nestling eagles in the trees settle down
When the blazing sun boiled the distant air of the horizon
We travelled towards this mirage on the bitumen run
On sparkling white sands and a cobalt blue sea
I have raced my love into the cool waters with me
At night under a chandelier of twinkling stars bright
We have laid together as the campfire crackled with delight.
© Paul Warren Poetry
by Matthew Coles |
I've got a new roll of stamps.
By sundown they will be gone.
Its a secret I never kept.
I hope your moving on.
I remember one night we were howling at the moon.
I know I got excited by the smell of your perfume.
I know of one time when we tagged up a bridge.
Both our names in one heart to prove our love would always live.
Im not depressed that we are not together.
As far as I'm concerned, friendships last forever.
by Probir Gupta |
Green leaves a handful of
Hues of sundown on sky
Aura of gray face in love
Zeroes seeking radii
At your windows seagull
Lilac champagne a lull
September 2, 2019
Writing Challenge 4, August 2019 - Six Lines
Sponsor, Dear Heart- Wiishkobi Ode
by dillon lewis |
Before the world ends, take my hand
Put your lips on mine, times running thin
We can have dinner, smoke up a bowel
Make love a few times, get drunk by the pool
Watch movies all night, enjoy the sun rise
Create art in the kitchen, watch clouds rolling by
Make popcorn to eat, feed the rest to the birds
Create our own language, blow up old fireworks
Drive an hour to hike, skinny dip in the creek
Lay a blanket in the red dirt, take a nap in the breeze
Drive home after sundown, turn the radio up loud
Share a big hot fudge sundae, drive to the house
Change into pajamas, put on a movie we’ve seen
Make love again, cuddle up just to sleep
A beautiful day well spent.
by Kim Rodrigues |
shadows at sundown
standing in the flaming frame
lover’s silhouette —
‘twixt ebon bike wheels he’s posed
heel’s elation, she’s preened
by romeo naces |
hope, husband, love, passion,
though we've gotten used to moving on and away
just before the dawn ushers in
another new day
still it deeply pains me to see you see me
feigning strength in letting you go,
letting you be
but let's take heart, this sunup will soon be sundown
and we shall once again be alone,
on our own
so for now, let your slumber drift away, satin hair,
let it vanish like a wisp of mist
in the air.
by Paul Warren |
Her mother called her Sundown
And her ageless beauty was renown
Her smile would light up the sky
Like the world saying the day’s goodbye
And when the sun goes down
It reminds me of her beauty I have found
I won’t forget her and call her my love
Each evening when sundown lights the sky above.
© Paul Warren Poetry
by Paula Larson |
My vision finds impair and seeks,
so stretching that my eye could reach
one day with Thee alone, not breach
some distant infamies impeach.
That burrowing of fate, that wretch
still seeking my interred regret
to bring down all my soul's expect,
though not as sundown takes inspect.
Tomorrow, Oh Thy worth be clef
to music, rising from my depth.
The song, the song - Oh love respect
that all my heart to Thee do stretch -
...and kindle promise, God has kept!